Dream

Posted on April 1, 2006 in Dreams

I did not sleep well. The night was covered with itchless bug bites.

A group of employees and I stand next to some checkout counters in the factory where we all work.* The word gets to us that the owners have sold the company. I pull out my cell phone and prepare to call my wife when a voice tells me that I cannot use my cell phone inside the building. So I go outside. When I come back, the other employees are hiding inside their company apartments.

In another dream, I examine the straw yellow gills of a salmon.

* I have not worked since 1992.